Makoto blushed lightly after being tackled by her. He'd been hit with worse, particularly during his fight with Death itself, but seeing her eyes turn red sent a chill down his spine for some reason. Once she left, he slowly got up, he glanced at his watch. Shit...it was getting late. He knew he shouldn't have shown up so late. He looked at the doctor. "I have to go..." He suddenly ran out of the room.